Zhao Yuankui entered Shaolin Temple in depressedly. There were many people here. In the past, he enjoyed opening the road and closing the streets when traveling. Now Zhao Yuankui was squeezed and sweaty. Those people were polite to Ning Wanjun, but they had no intention of being humble to him, the second prince.

I came to the abbot's residence and did not see anyone greeting me.

When he arrived at the door, Ning Wanjun told them to wait here and that he would go to see the abbot.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened. Yichen came out inside and told Ning Wanjun that the abbot was resting. Please let me take a walk casually. When it was time to hold the lights, I went directly to Wanfo Pagoda to wait.

Ning Wanjun nodded and agreed, taking Xiao Cui to Wanfo Pagoda to burn incense, ignoring Zhao Yuankui.

Zhao Yuankui and Xiao Shunzi looked at each other. Although they were determined to question the old monk, they did not dare to ask for anything, so they had to wander around.

It was not until dusk that the pilgrims dispersed, and only someone told them how many people could go to the vegetarian hall for a meal and go to the top of the Wanfo Pagoda after dinner.

Zhao Yuankui was indeed hungry, and although the temples were full of vegetarian dishes, he could only give it a try.

After a simple meal, Zhao Yuankui brought Xiao Shunzi to the Wanfo Pagoda.

Ning Wanjun was already waiting here and saw Zhao Yuankui coming, saying to him: "Young Master Huang, the abbot is on the top of the tower, you go up."

Zhao Yuankui nodded and was about to go up the tower with Xiao Shunzi, but unexpectedly he was stopped by Yichen.

"The abbot has an explanation and only this young master is allowed to go there."

Xiao Shunzi has the ability to do it. When he heard Yichen's words, he immediately said, "How can that be done! I also want to protect our young master. What if he encounters any danger on the tower?"

Yichen smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand. Before Xiao Shunzi could see clearly what was going on, he felt his body numb and he couldn't move.

Point acupoints!

"Even if you follow the tower, you won't be able to protect it."

After Yichen finished speaking, he said to Zhao Yuankui: "Young Master, please go to the tower, don't let the abbot wait in a hurry."

Zhao Yuankui was a little hesitant and was about to say something, but suddenly Yichen said again: "Does this young man dare not go up by himself?"

Zhao Yuankui was also a prince after all, and was used to being arrogant. After coming to Shaolin Temple, he was defeated everywhere. Now that he heard the old monk still arousing himself, his arrogance also came up. He shook his sleeves and said, "Hmph, the world is so great that I don't dare to go!"

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The night sky is dark, the moon is full of shadows, and the wind chimes outside the tower are ringing.

Only an oil lamp was lit on each floor of the tower, and the vision was unclear. The Bodhisattvas and Buddhas around seemed to be smiling. Zhao Yuankui walked up in fear, feeling that the pagoda was extremely gloomy.

When he reached the fifth floor, a voice suddenly came from above: "Stop!"

In the empty pagoda, the sounds stirred back and forth, forming a series of echoes, which sounded a little scary.

"You...Who are you?"

"I am the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and I am the one who wants to treat you this time."

When Zhao Yuankui heard that it was a monk, his courage immediately became strong and shouted to the top: "What are you going to do?"

His answer must be loud, but the monk seemed to be not shouting, but he heard it very clearly.

"Do you believe I can cure you?"

Zhao Yuankui said: "Actually, I didn't say much hope to come here. I have so many famous doctors who can't cure my injuries. How can you cure me just a small temple abbot? I'm just for Wanjun's sake."

"Why do you think I am not capable?"

"You can tell by listening to your voice that you are not old, how capable can you be?"

"Donor, don't just look at the appearance when looking at problems. What you see may not be real."

"Hmph, I have always believed in my eyes."

"The donor is full of confidence."

"I have read a lot of books since I was a child, learned the ways of sages, military strategies, and governance of the country. I dare not say that there are almost all the ravines in my heart, so I will naturally not be deceived by you easily."

"In this way, the donor's heart is probably unable to tolerate my monk's ideas."

The more the monk above said, the more extraordinary Zhao Yuankui felt, and raised his head, "My heart is full of knowledge, and your ideas are really nowhere to be installed."

"Okay, please go to the front of the incense table and see what's on it?"

Zhao Yuankui walked to the incense table as he was in a silence, looked up, and there was a large white bowl placed there, filled with bowls of stones.

“There is a bowl of stones.”

"Does the donor think, is this bowl full?"

“It’s already full.”

"Then please continue to climb the tower and see what else is on it?"

Zhao Yuankui continued to walk upwards and arrived at the sixth floor of the pagoda. When he arrived at the incense table, he saw that there was still a big bowl with a bowl of stones inside, but the gaps between the stones were filled with a lot of sand.

"This bowl is as big as the one below, and it contains the same amount of stones. The donor think, is the bowl full this time?"

Zhao Yuankui was a little embarrassed, but insisted: "I didn't see clearly just now, this time it should be full."

"Okay, donor, please continue to climb the tower and see what's on the seventh floor?"

Zhao Yuankui continued to move up as he said, and arrived at the seventh floor of the pagoda. There was still a big bowl on the incense table, which not only contained stones and sand, but also was filled with water.

"Donor, this time there was the same sand and stone in the bowl, but some water was added. The donor thought, is it full?"

Zhao Yuankui said nothing for a while and finally said, "I saw clearly this time. I shouldn't be able to install anything. No matter what I install, the water will overflow."

The sound above still allowed him to climb the tower, so Zhao Yuankui had to continue to move upwards and arrive at the eighth floor of the pagoda.

This time, there were not only sand and water in the big bowl, but a few incense plants were inserted next to it. The incense ash on it fell into the bowl from time to time, but there was still no water or sand overflowing.

Before the monk above spoke, Zhao Yuankui shouted out first: "Monkey, you only have these skills. The incense ash is too light, so you can't let the water overflow. This time I believe that I will definitely not be able to fill it!"

Before the monk could speak, Zhao Yuankui climbed to the ninth floor of the pagoda.

When he got up there, a monk sat on the ground and fiddled with a big bowl in front of him. When he saw Zhao Yuankui going up the tower, he turned his head and smiled at him: "Donor, you are like this big bowl. You always think that you have learned a lot and your mind is full of your own ideas. You cannot accept different opinions and are very subjective. But the facts prove that things you take for granted are often wrong, such as this bowl."

After saying that, the monk flashed and Zhao Yuankui was stunned when he saw the bowl he was fiddling with.

In this bowl, stones, sand, water, incense ash, etc. were all gathered together, and it seemed to be a little solidified, as if it was mud.

In the middle of this bowl, with the help of the power of these mud, a candlestick was inserted, and the candlestick stood firmly there. There were a wooden board on the candlestick. There were four more bowls on the wooden board. Each bowl was still filled with stones, sand, water, incense ash, etc., without any spilling or overflowing.

"I wonder how much more things can be contained in this bowl now?"

Zhao Yuankui did not continue to refute this time, but stood there silently. For the first time, he felt that he might have been really wrong. The monk in front of him had some knowledge of Taoism.

Just as he was thinking, the monk sat down again, took a wooden fish and gently knocked it, chanting an unknown Buddhist scripture in his mouth.

With the sound of the wooden fish, Zhao Yuankui actually felt like he didn't want to interrupt the other person, but he was a little tired when standing here. He looked around and saw that there was a cushion next to the monk, so he walked over and sat down, waiting for the monk to finish chanting the scriptures.

In the past, if I had listened to the monk chanting scriptures, Zhao Yuankui would have been unable to wait for a moment, but today, I actually forgot the time after waiting.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of wooden fish finally stopped, and Zhao Yuankui slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, when is it now?"

Through the window frame of the pagoda, Zhao Yuankui found that the moon was in the middle of the sky, and it seemed that the time had not been short.

"Donor, now just after midnight."

"Midnight!"

Zhao Yuankui suddenly discovered that he had been listening to the monk chanting scriptures in this pagoda for three or four hours. This was simply incredible.

And those negative emotions disappeared in his heart.

"I wonder if the donor thinks at this time, I can cure your injuries?"

Zhao Yuankui thought about it and finally nodded, "No matter whether it succeeds or fails, the master will try it."

"I am a little hesitant when the donor said this. First, I was entrusted by Miss Ning and did not want to disappoint people. Second, I am aware of the donor's posture as a dragon and tiger, and I will become a great person in the future. This time, I will not only use my Buddhist treasure relic, but also require me to spend ten years of hard work. The effort is small. In the future, I can make up for it by eating, drinking and resting more. But I am afraid that one of them will not be able to do it well, and it will harm the donor."

"Master, don't worry too much. I was injured for several years and suffered a lot of torture. I thought I had not had enough time to do whatever I wanted, without my brain. But I didn't expect that I would meet a master today. I already believed in the master's ability. No matter whether it succeeds or fails, I will not blame the master at all."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yuankui said again: "As for the ten years of skill consumed by the master, I feel deeply guilty, but I don't know how to compensate the master. Besides, Wanjun once mentioned occasionally that you must not mention money in front of the master, that is disrespectful to you. In this way, I don't know how to do it."

After saying that, Zhao Yuankui seemed quite distressed.

Huo Yuanzhen couldn't help rolling his eyes, thinking that Ning Wanjun is a prodigal child, and it would be fine if he didn't lose any penis, but he encouraged others not to bleed. Then I spent ten years... What's the point of treating him with ten minutes!

But I can't say it too bluntly. Huo Yuanzhen could only knock down his teeth and swallow it into his stomach, saying to Zhao Yuankui: "Since that's the case, I will let go of it. It's not only a long process to treat this injury, but also a little pain in the middle. Is the donor ready?"

"It's ready!" Zhao Yuankui closed his eyes nervously, thinking why would he still be in pain?

Huo Yuanzhen slowly walked towards Zhao Yuankui, thinking that you don’t pay, right? You won’t be enlightened if you don’t let you suffer a little.
Chapter completed!